At our school we sang the following 'classics'. Don't eat Mellings* bread It makes your s**t like lead* No bloody wonder you f*rt like thunder Don't eat Mellings bread * Mellings the rival to our local baker. _______________________________________________________________ Vote,Vote,Vote for Mr Labour He is sure to win the day Oh we'll get a Salmon Tin And we'll put the Tories in And they'll never see their mothers any more. ________________________________________________________________ At the start of School holidays No more lessons no more books No more teachers dirty looks. __________________________________________________________________ Pancake Tuesday a very happy day If you don't give us a holiday We'll all run away Where will you run to Down Long Lane I'll tell the teacher and you'll get the cane. I remember the good old days when 16 stone teachers could whack 4 stone kids with a heavy stick.(Cane) ________________________________________________________________ Mrs McGinty tall and thin Billy-Goat whiskers on her chin
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